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“Bees are the devil.” Aimee shuddered involuntarily, glaring at him.
“Oh there’s a devil, but no God.” Matt rolled his eyes, getting another breadstick out of the basket.
“Besides,” Aimee said, waving her hand in dismissal. “Matt didn’t fall in love with me because of the bee.”
Matt swallowed and blinked. “I kind of did.”
“What?” Aimee clearly didn’t like hearing that.
“Tread carefully here,” Dale interjected, wagging his finger at Matt. “I don’t want to see you guys on Divorce Court.”
“I just mean… you were so cute, falling all over yourself trying to get away from that bee…” Matt stammered. He was started to turn red. “And you know, I had to get out and rescue you.”
“And no guy can resist rescuing a damsel in distress,” I weighed in.
“But you wouldn’t let me hear the end of it, Matt!” Aimee put her fork down. It clattered on her empty salad plate. “Oh, Aimee, sit here BEEtween me and Carrie. Oh, Aimee, I do BEElieve I see your house. Oh Aimee—”
“I told you, boys only tease you because they like you,” I reminded her. “Mrs. Stowe was right about that.”
“BEEsides.” Matt leaned over and kissed her cheek. “It was that stupid BEE who brought us together.”
Aimee crossed her arms, not looking at him, but I could tell she was relenting.
“You should thank him for giving his life, because the way you jumped in my arms, girl. I was totally…” Matt stopped, searching for the word, turning her face to his. “BEEguiled.”
“Okay, I give up.” She snorted, jerking her chin away and rolling her eyes.
“And then he asked you to marry him, so you were BEEtrothed.” I couldn’t resist.
“The most BEEutiful bride to ever BEEcome a wife.” Matt winked at me.
“Awwww.” I raised my eyebrows at Aimee and she grinned.
“You’re so mean to me.” She nudged him with her elbow, not so hard this time.
“You love it.” He grinned too, putting an arm over her shoulder and reaching into her lap his other hand. “And I love you. And the little BEEn.”
It took me a moment but I realized his hand was on her stomach.
“The little… what?” Dale frowned, picking croutons out of his salad and putting them on mine.
“Bean? Little… bean?” I sat straight up, gaping at them. “Aimee, are you pregnant?”
“Shhh!” Aimee elbowed him again, harder this time. “I wanted to wait until after dessert.”
“That makes sense,” Matt replied as Aimee dug through her purse. “Those ultrasound photos could spoil anyone’s appetite.”
“Shut up!” She laughed, handing a slippery piece of paper over to me.
“How far along?” I asked, looking at the grainy images. I couldn’t see anything. I leaned over and let Dale see but he looked just as puzzled as I was.
“About three months.” She started pointing things out. “This is the face. And this is the belly. These are the legs.”
“I told you.” Matt made a face. “I think she’s having an alien.”
Poor Matt had to get tired of that elbow.
“So you were pregnant at the wedding.” My eyes widened.
